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December

rolling around in the snow for fun, its just more fun if its with a special someone; kissing beneath the misteltoe, our lips frozen like the top of the snow; the only warmth, our cold fingers intertwined; id forgotten how much winter could be a favorite of mine; the second of december, my most favorite day, the day i turn another age; love thy neighbor, especially if its the one you like; dont hate throughout the cold cold night.

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